What You Leave Behind
I touched upon an old handkerchief
That sent my mind to better days
The scent of perfume was held within
As the image of you left me crazed
Alive you were again standing before me
That smile only you possessed, held me dear
It was as if you had never left me
Still standing close, so very near
Each time I hold something you left me
So many things then come to mind
But I only see the positive, the beauty
For that is what you left behind…
Memories left for me to find
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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